Lyrics:
I didn't understand it
I didn't even try
I just slammed the window and watched the icy fly by
Same converstaion
Same stony ground
Ears where your
Once upon a time, in churches of old
The Velcro age had yet to unfold
Flannel was king and Sunday School knew
How to make those Bible heroes,
crazy years
That was the time of the flower-power
But underneath
We had a fear of flying
Of growing old
A fear of slowly dying
We took our chance
tells me
"All them issues that you got, they still ain't left your head", yeah
And maybe that's why I'm gettin' high all of the time
But name a gang
to stack 401k off uh doing this
By the time next years
Up talking nothing less
Remember renting fairgrounds for a show
Remember stressing I was venting
And now the hands of time
Are slowing down on this old clock of mine
And it's no secret that we all must die
Sooner or later we've all got to die
and on, and on
So long, it's time to say goodbye
Barely a man, now locked and loaded for the kill
Seats at the pub shall be denied
Taken by those who
Buy now, limited time only
But it secretly ends with a "a" like bologna
Side effects include cyborg obedience
To eat every spoonful of lies
They been
of New Mexico
On the last leg of the journey
They started a long time ago
The arc of a love affair
Rainbows in the high desert air
Mountain passes
was shootin' at them niggas
Have you ever had a brother
Die in ya arms? Man, i pray to God you won't
Never know that feelin'
Get back gang type shit,
It's always understood
We like it laid back, old school in the deck
Cats ride around still blasting cassettes
Better watch your back partner when
You
There is a man you'll hear about
Most anyplace you go
And his holdings are in Texas
And his name is Diamond Joe
He carries all his money
In
wax
Ah one new dance weh Chi Ching find again
Ah run the street and the lane and 'round di the bend
Way Up! Ah di name and di title
Done by
open up to me
Seems like I get in my feelings every time I pour up (pour up, pour up)
I'm saying all the things I wouldn't say if I was sober (sober,
There's not a day that passes by
The pain has not amassed inside
It's breaking me down to the ground
It's like I crashed and died
It's hard
a man, keep my business above board, but I ain't getting fucked for her
Waiting for beraters to come forward
Cross that bridge when they arrive, take it
Remember first time we met day one
Kids in the garden' playin' games heaven' fun
Excitin' and amazin' havin' a real friend of mine
Face to face
of the shit they put me through
Lord, its getting old
Its time to show myself the door
There's no pretending anymore
No, it's over
Where I'm going I
[Doctor:]
Test, check. Well, he's been released again today, and I'm going back where I started.
Looking over old notes, listening to tapes,
It's a mountain that we all must climb,
In giant leaps or one step at a time.
I saw a fat, old money lender shoes of silk and ermine,
Laughing
It's so simple..
I see through too easily
the measly moves, that you make
got no place in my leisurely time
I'm pleased with these rhymes I continue
And I know my friends from high school
Are dropping my name because they think it's so cool
That I'm caught in a cage match run by the state
With
LIKE YOUR RACK--I MEAN, YOU CAN REALLY DANCE!!!!”
BY THE TIME I GOT TO THE RUNNING MAN I THOUGHT
THAT HE MIGHT BE GETTING SOFT THEN HE PICKED UP
Modern man has turned his back on old philosophies
Lost the spiritual universe and gained reality
Worship money, scientists and grim normality
What
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